comments & stuffTo: Isabella as always another great story and that guy was an jerk for what he did if I were in your shoes I wouldve kicked right between the legs and that would have taught him a lesson for sure and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Vincene as always another great and I look forward to your next one thanks.
To: Leanne great story about you and your friend Meg pooping tgether and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Amanda M great story and I hope your able to get the results you want my only sugextion is to keep trying evently your find a food that will give you diarrhea and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Kelly great story at least you made it to a bathroom and didnt have an accident and even if you did it sounds like your boyfriend would help you get cleaned up and I hope felt soon after that ad as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Marika as always another great story and it sounds like your cousin understands and is willing to help you if you need it and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Abbie as always another great story and it sounds like your like you and your friend Lucy had some bad luck but it couldve been worse and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Emma as always another great story and it sounds like your friend Chandi had a good size dump and I bet she felt alot better after that and as always I look orward to your next post thanks.
To: Jas great story about hearing that woman in the bathroom and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Blueboy as always another great story about your aunt farting and pooping in front of you and a question does she know about this site if not maybe you can tell her about it and maybe she might want to post some stories and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Lorna great story it sounds like you something called a mega colon or something like if you read some posts by Kim and others on this site from a few years ago youll find some stories like yours and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Stephaie great story at least your mom was understanding and it wasnt your fault and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: ShadowLurker first welcome to the site and im glad you decided to join us and please post more stories thanks.
To: Ian great story about you camping and noticing that woman who pooped to bad you didnt get to see it and I look forward to your next post thanks.
Well thats all for now
Sincerly Brandon T
PS. I love this site
Re: Traffic JamHi Stephanie. That had to have been quite an ordeal what you went through having to hold to pee for that long in traffic. It was also good that your younger sis was nice to you about your accident. How long was it when the car started to smell like pee and did the pee stain go away on the seat?
I got a good deal on a new laptop but had to make a 75 mile trip out of town to go get it from the warehouse. I hadn't had a dump in almost 3 days so I took some laxative which is something I rarely do. I took some the night before and by the morning I still didn't need to go. I planned my route carefully and took the highway which fortunately has rest stops and gas stations fairly close together in case I needed to go.
By the time I arrived to the small town where the warehouse was located it was almost noon and I still didn't feel the urge to unload. I picked up the laptop and went to Wendy's for a quick bite to eat before I made the hour and a half trip back home. After leaving the town I made my was back onto the freeway which had surprisingly very little traffic. After about 15 minutes I started to have really bad cramps and I could feel my stomach gurgling. Another 5 minutes passed and the discomfort increased. I saw a sign for a highway rest stop in 2 miles to which I felt greatly relieved. I pulled off the freeway and into the empty parking lot of the rest stop. I quickly got out of the car and made my way to the building. Inside there were three stalls with a handicapped stall at the far end.
I was prepared to take any stall but one toilet was fully clogged and the other two looked quite dirty with so I took the handicapped one at the end. I slammed the stall door shut and quickly set down a toilet seat liner before seating myself down. I relaxed and without even a slight push a solid flow of mushy poop exploded out of me. I felt much better but almost immediately afterwards I felt another pressure build that I relieved by unloading another round of soft shit. The stench was horrendous and my stomach still felt unsettled. I didn't want to get back onto the road until I was sure I was completely done. I remained seated for another 15 minutes during which time I dropped a few more smaller loads. At that time I got up and saw the carnage I had expelled. The bowl was full and had two or three large piles of soft and mushy shit. I knew it would be a messy flush. I wiped for a good 5 minutes before flushing. The toilet bowl water was still brown and there were plenty of skidmarks on the bowl afterwards. I exited the stall and washed up before continuing back home.
Interesting Couple Of Sights TodayI saw two things today that were interesting. I was at a meeting in a conference room that looks out into a hallway. The restrooms are visible through the window. I saw a woman, probably in her mid to late 30's, come down the hall with some papers in her hand. She turned into the women's restroom. She stayed for 15 minutes then came back out and went back down the hallway. I saw several other women enter and leave the restroom while she was in there. I presume she was taking a dump and reading her papers while she sat on the toilet. She had dark shoulder length hair, very petite, with a very attractive face. She wore black dress slacks.
The second instance was when I met my wife for lunch at a burger place. They seat you at a table and a waitress takes your order. Our waitress was a young good looking woman, about 20 years old, with dark hair and skin tight pants on (the standard uniform at this place). A bit after we were served our food, I saw her go into the women's restroom and stayed for a good 10 minutes. My wife finished eating and went to the restroom to pee while the waitress was still in there. When my wife came back, she whispered to me that someone was in the next stall taking a noisy dump, splattering poop and farting loudly. I didn't tell her I it was our waitress (I'd not seen anyone else go in the restroom except the waitress). When the waitress came out of the women's room, she got our ticket and gave it to us. I noticed the bottom of the ticket was damp from her hands being wet from washing them. An interesting day.
Some RepliesNathalie: Sorry that you got in so much trouble! I know I'll never do that to Kaylee! Your parents have no right to keep you from the bathroom! I wish they were more like me! I hope you get your car back soon. I suppose you'll have to put peeing in it on hold till you get one of your own. But it'll happen eventually. Then just imagine, the daily pees you'll be able to have in your backseat! About holding your pee all evening and night, don't. Its not good for you, especially every day. I never make Kaylee wait too long, when she's gotta go she's gotta go! I would definitely suggest you find something to pee into or onto in you room. Good luck and I'll be waiting to hear from you. Give my love to Whinnie.
Amanda V: Glad you like my posts! You can have an accident in my car anytime!
Busy Mom: Sorry that you couldn't take the smell of your daughter's pee. I guess it just never bothered me so I was able to make it a fun thing. I have to admit, it took me a little time to get used to adult women peeing in my car. Their pee tends to be a little stronger smelling than the kids', which doesn't bother me in the least. I do hope you do eventually get used to your daughter doing it, but if you don't you don't. I'm sure she'll get over it. Let me know!
J.E.: I'm not sure if I can give any advise except to say that your girlfriend sounds a lot like my friend Laura and I'm pretty sure that Laura won't stop peeing into things anytime soon so your gf probably won't either!
Amanda N: I'm glad to see that I remind you of your sis in law! Glad you like my posts!
Brandon T: Yes, it is definitely a rest area on wheels! Glad you liked my posts! Cute bumper stickers!
Josh: Thanks for the welcome back! I don't find it "fun" that way but I would definitely consider it an enjoyment. Enjoy my posts!
Hannah the Humming Girl was in my car again, so of course my car now has a little bit more of her pee in it. But other than that nothings new with me.
Car Mom :)
Hi everyone! I'm back from visiting Meg and I want to share my experiences with you!
On Tuesday afternoon I went down to the station and got the train. It was a good 2 hour journey and by the mid point I needed a poo quite badly. I really didn't want to go on the train so I held on and went in the station when I arrived. I pushed out four logs and then went to meet Meg who drove me to her uni flat. We had some dinner and then went out with the rest of her flat to the union. We had a great night and while we were getting ready I noticed that her en-suite bathroom was far from soundproof. When she went for a wee I heard everything- it was similar in design to where I lived last year. Needless to say we got quite drunk.
The next morning I was woken up by Meg getting up and going into the bathroom. I was sleeping on the floor in my sleeping bag since there was only a single bed, I could see under the (strangely large, considering it was a wet-room with shower) gap under the door. So when Meg went in I could see her slide her pyjama shorts down to her feet and sit on the loo. I heard her wee for a minute or so and then she went quiet. Then I heard an almighty fart and a shower of poo spraying into the toilet. Meg groaned. A couple of pieces plopped into the loo and then she farted again. Then a minute later there were two big plops as two big logs came out. She pushed out some more runny poo over the next few minutes. Then there was another loud plop, two smaller ones and two more farts. Meg flushed and then I heard her wipe and flush again. i was hoping she was done now because I was bursting for a wee but she turned on the shower instead and I could see her feet moving around as she showered. When she came out I pretended to just be waking up and said good morning. She said it was gone midday! A whole morning wasted- never mind! I hurried into the loo and had a relieving wee and then a shower. We went into town and did some shopping and ate some lunch in McDonalds. By the time we got back to her flat I had to poo, but I was a bit embarrassed about knowing Meg would hear everything! I went in and sat down after Meg had done a wee. The seat was nice and warm and I had my own wee as my first log moved into position. It made a loud splash and then I farted and let out a load of mushy crap that made lots of loud splattering noises much as Meg's had. I heard Meg say, 'I can hear you!' I laughed and told her I had heard her earlier. That shut her up!
I pushed out two more logs and some more mushy poo and I felt a lot better after. I flushed and came out and unfortunately the smell had travelled into the bedroom! Meg cooked us a curry for dinner. We both weed and heard each other wee several times that evening but neither of us pooed again.
This morning I was again awoken by Meg going into the loo. I heard and saw her drop her pyjama shorts again and sit. Immediately there were two squirts of runny poo and she moaned as she unloaded her bowels. She had some more runny poo for a few minutes and then she got rid of three logs and then some more runny stuff. There were a few farts here and there as well. I really had to poo as well, but unlike Meg it wasn't diarrhea. When she came out I asked if she was ok and she said she felt fine now. I said I was going for a poo as well and she said I might want to leave it a couple of minutes! I said I couldn't wait and went in anyway. It smelled quite a lot but not too bad. I sat down on the warm seat and gave one push. Out came five logs, one after the other within seconds. It felt really good! A couple of minutes later I pushed out a couple of bits of poo and then I farted. After one more log I was finished. After breakfast I said goodbye to Meg and got the train back home.
No sooner had I walked in than I passed Emma on the stairs. She asked me how my trip was and we talked for a couple of minutes and then she went into the loo while I went into my room to unpack. I heard her have a wee and then a couple of minutes later I heard two huge plops! 30 seconds after that there was the loudest plop I have ever heard! I guess she really needed that poo!
That's me for now. Bye everyone!
Just a guyAmylee, I've heard other guys on the cell phone in the bathroom on a few occasions, but I don't believe any had a conversation with their boss. In any event, I find it very annoying. If you want to talk on the cell phone in a private bathroom, fine, but in public, I just think its rude. Fortunately for me, I've never been in the stall next to the person carrying on the conversation.
Desperate to poop, great to hear from you again. I'm glad you were able to make it to the toilet in time.
Huge crapI haven't pooped since Friday when I pooped out about 3 1/2 feet worth of crap. I've been taking my laxative and drinking water, etc like I've been told to every day. I took my laxative at about 7 pm tonight after dinner as I've felt pretty full...and boy was I!
A few minutes ago I was bursting to go so I went to the toilet with my book and toilet paper and with pretty much no effort a huge log came out. It didn't really require any pushing but it was so thick it felt like I gave birth out of my butt. Ouch! After I wiped I stood up to flush. It was pretty big, about a foot long and pretty thick too. I think there's still more in me that doesn't need to come out yet but all I can say is holy crap.
Alan in Amsterdam
The camping stories have got me going down memory lane so there's a couple of experiences to tell you about.
Some years ago when I was still living in England, and was a divorced single man, I joined a club which organised all kinds of different events, lots of them outdoor and adventurous.
One of these events was an environmental project, clearing out a disused canal so that it could be reopened. I talked at work about going and my friend Alison said she was interested in that kind of thing. Alison and I were quite close, not in a sexual way - though she was very attractive, tall, well-built, blonde. But although I'd started off fancying her, our relationship had become more tender and affectionate rather than man-woman.
The event was based at a village hall or scout hut, there were some camp beds in the building but some of us, including me, took our tents.
The first day we spent a few hours pulling stuff out of the canal. We were wearing wellington boots and one-piece boiler suits, but we all got wet. Still, it was nice and sunny. We stopped to picnic for lunch, had a couple of beers as well, then back to work.
After a while Alison said quietly to me that she needed the toilet. I was a bit dismissive because I'd pissed myself a couple of times while wading in the canal, nobody knew because you were wet anyway, so I said just go in your boiler suit. "No", she said, "I need a number two".
Well I guess that wouldn't be so easy to disguise.
The nearest toilets I knew were back at the village hall or the village pub, but since we'd been driven here in a minibus that would mean getting the driver to take her back, and that wasn't really an option. "You'll have to go in a bush", I said. "Come with me", she asked. Well I am quite a gallant person and not one to deny a damsel in distress. So we wandered off into the surrounding countryside. There were a few trees and bushes but no woods or anything like that. Alison started to walk funny, she really needed to drop some poo. "Look", I said, "there's no-one for miles. Go behind that bush". It was quite a small bush. Alison looked around, nervous and embarrassed. Why do we get so terrified that some complete stranger half a mile away will spot us having a poo?
But she was feeling uncomfortable. "Oh, I've got to go" she said, and because we had stopped walking she was crossing her legs and squeezing her bum cheeks together.
"Look, just go behind that bush and it'll all be over in thirty seconds".
She looked around again then went over to the bush. She started to undo the boiler suit then said to me "Don't look". I said, "I'm just going to have a piss by this tree". I walked over to the tree, which gave me a good line of sight to her bush. She undid all the buttons of her boiler suit and pulled it down to her knees, revealing that she was only in her underwear underneath. Then she pulled her knickers down. When she squatted, I could only see her top half, but that was quite nice. I pretended to have a pee but I wasn't really peeing.
Alison let out a long "grrrrr" and a loud fart which I could hear from where I was.
After she had done her business she said "Bloody hell I haven't got any bog roll. Have you got any tissue Alan?" Since I never go anywhere without toilet tissue, I made my way over to her. Strangely enough she didn't seem at all concerned that I was standing beside her while she was in a squat with her knickers round her knees. I asked her if she would like my assistance with wiping but she declined. After a few wipes she dropped the tissue onto a quite big mess of poo, around which the flies were already circling. Then she stood up and gave me a good view of all her lady parts before getting herself dressed.
"You enjoyed that didn't you, you pervert" she said, in a not very angry voice. Then we went back to our work at the canal.
That night all the group went to the village pub and had a few beers. A few came back to my tent (supposedly a 3 person tent but there were about six in there having some cans). Alison stayed the night. Nothing happened between us, but a couple of times during the night when she thought I was asleep, she got up and pissed in the outer tent (no floor just grass!)
So quite a nice memory of that weekend!
There was anothere event with that same club which I'll tell you about later.
Thanks for all your stories
Not allowed to poo againI had another experience with my mum not letting me poo in our toilet. As usuall at the age of 16, I'd held it far too long & my mum was angry at me for not going sooner. I hadn't been for 4 days & she made me take a laxative to clear me out. I left it all day for it to work & when I told my mum I was ready to go to the toilet, she wouldn't let me use it. She told me I had to wait untill the morning & go when I got to school as punishment. I told her I had to go now but she told me if it was that bad I'd have to do it in my panties. I was horrified at the thought & ran to my room with bum clenched tightly. I shut my door & lay on my bed with the most desperate need to empty my aching bowels. Then I saw my waste bin so I got up & took my clothes off. There was a box of tissues on my cupboard so I could easily use the bin as an emergency toilet. There was one problem. My mum was on her way up the stairs & it was too risky to chance it. I held it while I heard the bathroom light switch on & a few seconds later the plopping sound of my mum having a nice relieving poo. She gave out a sigh just to wind me up. I was about to fill my panties & she took ages to finish & come out. She knew how bad my need was & came into my room to share the details with me. I just wanted her to leave me alone before I filled my pants. She knew exactly what she was doing & kept on talking for ages. In the end I told her I couldn't wait any longer & she told me she'd already told me I would have to do it in my panties if it was that bad. I was so ashamed of what I was about to do but I was so very desperate I had no choice. I relaxed my anus while she shamelessly watched. I felt soft warm poo flowing into my panties & but it off before the mess got too bad. My mum told me to carry on but then phone rang & she had to answer it. After a short conversation she hung up & said she had to meet her boss at the office so I was left alone with my poopy panties. What a result! I felt like I'd won the lottery & as soon as the front door closed I took off my soiled underwear & put them in a plastic bag. I squatted over my waste bin & pushed the out the rest of my huge load, half filling the bin. The relief was the most intensely pleasurable thing I'd had for ages. I wiped with the tissues & took the bag out of the bin & took it out for the dustmen. I left my pooped in panties to show my mum I'd pood myself just as she wanted & totally got away with it.
Friday, May 20, 2011
I was wondering if anyone else had this problem. I am in high school and often have to poop in the bathrooms at school. The other day, I had to ask the same teacher twice to go to the bathroom, two times. The first time I went my friend was also in there and I was too embarrassed to do it in front of him. So I went back to class, and fifteen minutes later it was unbearable, so I asked again. The teacher gave me a look, and hesitantly said yes. It was so embarrassing.
I also have something else to say. This weekend I was at my friends birthday party, about ten kids were sleeping over his house. At around 1:30 a.m. I started to feel sick and my friends noticed. I just told them the pizza wasn't going to well with my stomach. I went to the bathroom and sat down, and let out a gigantic loud fart. Everyone laughed so I pulled up my pants and decided to come up with another plan. I told my friends that I farted when I was peeing, I wasn't pooping. Since I was his neighbor, I told Dave (the kid having the party) that I was going to run home to get us another video game. I went outside and new my house was too far. So, I went over to the curb and hung my butt over it. At this hour no cars were around. I farted sooo much, I'm glad I made the decision to do this outside. The turd was a total of two feet long, and was pitch black. I went back to my friends house and told everyone they had to come see this giant turd someone did in the street, not telling that it was me, so it made them forget about the video game I was supposed to get. They were amazed.
Old StoryToday I'm going to tell you about one time when I was camping in a very dull forest. We had our own site until this family moved in next to us. I liked the peace before but when they came they always woke us up. The only thing I liked about them was this really nice guy who was kinda hot. One day I was in my tent talking with my brother when I had the urge to poop. I got a towel and walked a couple of paces to a gigantic bush. I grabbed a stick and dug a hole. Then I pulled down my pants and half squatted over the hole. I put the towel over my thighs and pushed. I heard a crackling and my annual 20 minuet shit started. Suddenly, the guy stepped out from behind a tree and looked at me. He then walked over to me and yanked the towel off, exposing my pubic area. I heard him muttering " Oh Ra-papa Oh Ra-papa." I yelled. "Pervert! get away!!!!!!!!" The guy just stood there so I punched him in the knee. I pushed really hard and a my shit dropped out. I was pretty proud of myself for doing it that fast. I got up[without wiping or pulling up my pants] and punched him in the face. I slunk off and I was really happy to leave that place.